Sunday, December 6, 2015

THE DEAD ARE FOLLOWING ME






The nights are deadly.
Dark shadows stalk me.
I can’t escape them.
One is following me right now
From the party at End House.
The party to end all parties.
A deserted house filled

with traps and revolving rooms.
Just when I thought I was safe,
I have one of them chasing me.
I can hear its footsteps  behind me.
I can feel its hot breath on my neck.
I must keep running.
The wind flings leaves and dirt
at my already battered face.
I must not stop.
I keep running.
THE DEAD take no prisoners.


THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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